Chapter 159 Thunder Tribulation
Qiu Qianling smiled self-deprecatingly, thinking that she must have heard wrongly, the master couldn't be Fentian's mother.
If that were the case, there would be no need for her to train her to kill Fentian for revenge.
Besides, the words of a dead person were not worth her time to think about.
Qiu Qianling stopped hesitating, walked forward, reached out to grasp the hilt of the knife, and pulled the bloody blade out of Fentian's body.
As long as she refines Fentian's cultivation, she can easily break through and advance to a higher level, and even dealing with Xie Yuqing will be no problem.
Thinking of this, Qiu Qianling's tense heartstrings relaxed. With a thought, the blood blade instantly turned into blood light and sank into her body.
However, before she could relax her brows, Fentian's corpse suddenly stood up from the ground.
The corners of his bloody mouth split open to his ears, and a thick black smoke gushed out of his mouth. Then, a hoarse and strange laugh came from his skinny belly.
"Hehehe, do you really think that by killing Fentian you can take the throne of the Demon Lord?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fentian's head exploded, and thick black smoke gushed out, condensing into a huge demon god image in mid-air.
The facial features of the demon god transformed from the black smoke were extremely clear, with sharp eyebrows and a majestic expression. His appearance looked exactly like the stone statue of the demon god on the altar.
The thick snake tail slammed on the altar like a giant whip. With a loud bang, the stone statue of the demon was reduced to powder and the tall and majestic altar collapsed to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, a terrifying pressure spread out across the sky, and the Snake Prison Mountain began to shake violently. Wherever the snake's tail swept past, gravel flew and flames splashed.
The three demon kings had already flown into the air. The other demon warriors could not resist and cast spells to escape down the mountain.
Qiu Qianling felt the terrifying aura of a demon from the black smoke illusion and was completely stunned.
Is it really the Devil God who has descended to the world? Or is Fentian someone who is under the protection of the Devil God?
Just as she was stunned, the demon god had already swung his palm and slapped her hard. The smoke roared and rolled, and the strong palm wind made a whistling sound that tore through the air.
Qiu Qianling's long hair was blown into a mess by the strong wind. Under the huge shadow of the giant palm, she was as small as an ant, and any resistance seemed futile.
But she didn't want to just stand there and wait to die, she didn't want to die!
Qiu Qianling gritted his teeth and raised his hands above his head. A defensive magic shield appeared in the air, flashing with light.
With her cultivation level at the Nascent Soul stage, it was impossible for her to block this attack. Sure enough, the magic barrier shattered with a slight touch of the demon god's palm.
The next moment, the huge palm rapidly enlarged in her eyes.
Qiu Qianling's pupils suddenly shrank and her heart began to pound. Was she really going to die here?
Died on the eve of ascending the throne of the Demon Lord? She was unwilling to accept this!
Just when she was despairing, a red mass suddenly flew over and unfolded in front of her into a huge blood-red barrier.
The giant palm that was powerful enough to destroy the world suddenly stopped at the moment it was about to hit the barrier.
The demon god seemed unable to contain his power, and instead slapped his palm to the side, causing a small hill in the distance to explode.
Qiu Qianling looked at the fluttering sleeves in front of her, and was shocked to find that the red robe that had been worn by Ying Huang had blocked the fatal blow for her.
At this moment, Shadow Phoenix flashed in front of her, stretched out her hand and pushed Qiu Qianling backwards, saying coldly: "Hurry up and leave, this ghost thing can't hold on for much longer, I'll hold it back."
Qiu Qianling stared at her in amazement. She was only wearing a single white dress, her shoulders soaked in blood. He frowned and asked in disbelief, "W-why?"
Aren't they forming a temporary partnership just to kill Fentian? Why would they stand in front of her in such a dangerous situation?
Even if she died, she, as the Demon Lord, would not suffer any loss. On the contrary, she would have one less rival to compete for the position of Demon Lord.
Shadow Phoenix stared at the demon with a vigilant look, and the robe floating in the air cast a strong red light on her face.
She thought Qiu Qianling was asking why this piece of clothing could block the demon's attack.
So he quickly answered, "Because the demon statue that Fentian worshipped was carved in the image of Murong Ci. This cloud of smoke is Murong Ci's soul that resides in Fentian's body, and this red robe was once her magic weapon. But this magic weapon can only withstand one more attack from Murong Ci. You must leave here immediately!"
After she finished speaking, the demon attacked them again. This time, she did not hesitate at all, but directly slapped her hand to grab the blood-colored barrier.
Qiu Qianling felt nothing and was completely shocked. If this person was Murong Ci, then who was the white-horned demon in the dark tomb?
Who was the person who gave her the Blood Blade and taught her the Sword Slashing Technique? What was that person thinking when he deceived her?
She thought so frantically that her head started to hurt.
Bang--!
A loud noise woke Qiu Qianling up. She looked up and saw red fragments slowly falling from the sky, like a red rain, sprinkling on her hair and shoulders.
Ying Huang fell heavily to the ground, his face was terribly pale, with blood glaring at the corners of his mouth.
She is at the end of her rope.
The demon roared, "Shadow Phoenix, get out of my way immediately, or I'll kill you too!"
The madly rolling smoke where its eyes were was still for a moment, as if a trace of rationality still remained.
Ying Huang raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, then stood up again, blocking Qiu Qianling and asking her with difficulty and anger, "Why don't you leave?"
Qiu Qianling was completely nailed to the spot, looking at her in confusion, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably, and asked in a trembling voice: "Why...why did you save me like this? I haven't become the Demon Lord yet, I'm not even a demon yet."
Before Shadow Phoenix could speak, a voice as clear as ice rang out from above, "Because you are the future of the demon clan, for the sake of the demon clan, you must survive."
The three demon kings flew down at the same time and stood in front of Qiu Qianling.
They made the same choice as Shadow Phoenix.
The Lord of the Sea of Mist raised his hand, and white mist surged out from the sky; the Lord of the Frost Ashes put his fingers together and made a gesture, and countless ice swords smashed down like a rainstorm; the Lord of the Soul Truth's soul fire lit up between his eyebrows, and thousands of ghosts appeared at his call.
The three great demon kings joined forces, and the white mist, ice sword, and ghost emitted a terrifying aura of deterrence, and attacked the demon together.
The demon god, who was eroded and blinded by the white fog, roared in anger. His body, which was condensed from black smoke, trembled violently due to the attack. His snake tail flapped wildly in the air, cutting off all the ice swords. Those hideous and terrifying ghosts were torn into pieces by the giant palm as soon as they rushed forward.
With flying sand and rocks, landslides and cracks in the ground, Snake Prison Mountain has completely become a battlefield of slaughter.
Qiu Qianling stumbled back half a step, his tearful eyes filled with shock, "For... the demon clan..."
In fact, before this, she had no sense of belonging to the demon clan. Even if she wanted to kill Fentian, it was not out of covetousness or desire for his power.
However, when she saw that these powerful demons were determined to protect her at all costs for the same reason, her heart was shaken violently.
Thus, a bond is born.
Perhaps from now on, she will no longer be able to be an outsider who only wants revenge.
From the moment she killed Fentian, she was bound to shoulder the future of the entire demon clan.
She pursed her lips and finally made up her mind.
At this moment, someone grabbed her hand tightly, and Shadow Phoenix's voice rang in her ears, "I'll take you away!"
Qiu Qianling turned to look at her and said firmly: "If you don't leave, then I won't leave either! Give me some time. As long as I refine Fentian's cultivation, I can kill this Mu...Demon God."
Ying Huang shook her head. "No, this is too dangerous. Even Wu Hai and the others wouldn't be able to hold out for long."
Qiu Qianling said coldly, "So, I should just run away and watch you die? What kind of future can a cowardly demon king have for the demon race?"
She shook off Shadow Phoenix's hand and said sternly, "If you truly believe I can lead the demons, then help me upgrade my guardian now!"
Ying Huang was stunned, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. She had never seen such a cold expression on Qiu Qianling's face.
Qiu Qianling looked directly at Shadow Phoenix, "Demon Lord Shadow Phoenix, I command you as the future Demon Lord!"
After saying that, she stopped looking at Ying Huang, sat down cross-legged on the ground, and closed her eyes.
After a moment of silence, Shadow Phoenix's heavy and helpless voice rang out, "Yes."
Shadow Phoenix then cast a spell, covering Qiu Qianling with a defensive shield to isolate her from any interference from the outside world.
Qiu Qianling felt the surroundings suddenly become quiet. She suppressed all the complicated thoughts in her mind and concentrated on practicing the skills to refine the Burning Heaven cultivation absorbed by the Blood Blade.
Shadow Phoenix kept an eye on the situation on the battlefield while using his remaining magic power to maintain the defensive shield.
Inside the magic shield, the cultivator sitting on the ground exuded a terrifying aura, and her cultivation level was rising rapidly at an incredible speed.
From Nascent Soul, to Spiritualization, and then to Fusion...
Even Ying Huang's gaze gradually became solemn.
Can Qiu Qianling's body really withstand such a terrifying upgrade speed?
However, Qiu Qianling did not show any discomfort, nor did he explode and die.
Ying Huang, who had been suppressing his emotions, could hardly contain the excitement that kept rising in his heart.
She was not mistaken. Qiu Qianling was the peerless genius she had been waiting for, the one who could lead the demon clan to the top of the world again.
She clenched her fists, her eyes full of anticipation.
Just as Qiu Qianling was about to break through the barrier of the Mahayana realm, at this moment, the already dim Demon Realm suddenly became even darker, and then a rumbling thunder was heard in the sky.
Ying Huang looked up and saw that in the dim sky, dark clouds were gathering madly, with silver-white lightning flashing in between, which was terrifying.
Ying Huang's expression changed instantly. It was Jie Yun!
Before this, she gave Qiu Qianling a disaster-avoidance pill, which meant that she would endure double the thunder tribulation the next time she went through it.
But now, she has directly ascended from the Nascent Soul stage to the Mahayana stage, leaping across three major levels, and the number of thunder tribulations she has to endure has increased exponentially.
Ninety-nine and eighty-one thunder tribulations are already making life and death unpredictable. If it is doubled to one hundred and sixty-two thunder tribulations, even if a powerful being in the Tribulation Realm comes, the only outcome is death!
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At the same time, Chi Ling, who had returned to the Jinmen Immortal Palace, was sitting leisurely in the safe house, enjoying ice cream topped with chocolate sauce and chopped nuts.
Liu Shen'ai, who was monitoring the Guanshijing, enlarged the image of Snake Prison Mountain on the screen, as if to poke Chi Lan in the eyes.
She suppressed her emotions and asked in a calm and mechanical voice, "The heroine is about to be struck to death by lightning, host, are you not going to do anything?"
Chi Li lazily raised her eyelids and said, "Why do I have to do something? I'm not her mother."
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